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Trash & Treasures: Tusk

This is a messy garbage movie and I’m always happy to stick my face in it. Mmmm, throwback body horror.

One time Kevin Smith got super stoned, read a fake personal ad, and pitched a walrus horror movie. With some really good leads. And effects. And only like, 20 minutes that are completely unwatchable. Round these parts we’re a sucker for quality body horror.

This film raises some very important questions, like: does Kevin Smith qualify for auteur theory? when did Shawn learn to do a pretty good Dr. Doofenshmirtz impression? Why is Johnny Depp still getting work?